So when exactly did we, as a culture, decide that faster was somehow better? We all know where fast food has gotten us, and highways have speed limits for a reason. But despite slow food (and Crock-Pots), Jimmy Fallon jams, and inspiring TED talks, we still we seem to have that insatiable need ... the need for speed.
As a fast-talking multitasker, I speak from experience. In the past I've tried to consciously slow my pace as I move through my day. But the desire to Get Things Done~~often multiple Things at once~~meant that I would find myself moving at the frantic rate that at some point had become my norm.
My yoga practice is different, though. I was drawn to the heat and intensity of hot power yoga, and I do still love feeling my quickened heartbeat and a satisfying sweat. But once I started to learn all the anatomical nuances of familiar asana in teacher training~~as well as how to pay attention to how my body truly felt in a posture~~there was no going back.
The change in my pacing became really obvious in the classes I teach. When I would offer to substitute at the last minute and pulled out the flow I memorized during teacher training, I found that I wasn't able to get through all the postures. My desire to share with others how it feels to move with more intention had edged out the need to check off a mental list of poses.
And what's cool is that I'm finally starting to notice that when I consciously pause during my time off the mat~~staying mindful through even mundane tasks~~I really do get more things accomplished, and with better results. Maybe trying to do that a little more often will create some nice new neural pathways ... ones where the speed limit is a little more reasonable.